Father Christmas

When I was small I believed in Santa Claus,though I knew it was my dad. And I would hang upmy stalking at Christmas, open my presents andI'd be glad.But the last time I played Father Christmas Istood outside a department store. A gang of kidscame over and mugged me, and knocked my reindeerto the floor.They said: Father Christmas give us some money.Don't mess around with those silly toys. We'llbeat you up if you don't hand it over. We wantyour bread so don't make us annoyed. Give allthe toys to the little rich boys.Don't get my brother a Steve Austin outsit, don'tget my sister a cuddly toy, don't want a jigsawor Monopoly money, we only want the real Macoy.Father Christmas, give us some money, we'll beatyou up if you make us annoyed. Father Christmas,give us some money, don't mess around with thosesilly toys.But give my daddy a job 'cause he needs one. Hegots lots of mouths to feed. But if you've gotone, I'll have a machine gun so i can scare allthe kids down the street.They said: Father Christmas give us some money.Don't mess around with those silly toys. We'llbeat you up if you don't hand it over. We wantyour bread so don't make us annoyed. Give allthe toys to the little rich boys.They said: Father Christmas give us some money.Don't mess around with those silly toys. We'llbeat you up if you don't hand it over. We wantyour bread so don't make us annoyed. Give allthe toys to the little rich boys.They said: Father Christmas give us some money.Don't mess around with those silly toys. We'llbeat you up if you don't hand it over. We wantyour bread so don't make us annoyed. Give allthe toys to the little rich boys.Have yourself a Merry Merry Christmas, haveyourself a good time. But remember the kids whogot nothing, while your drinking down your wine!